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P E R C Y B E L M O N D
Percy looks between the white robed one and the troupe. “Pirates, right..” Percy’s sheathe goes up and down, tapping his shoulder repeatedly. ”Then maybe I should teach them a lesson for ruining my day.” Percy said, unsheathing his sword and walking forwards before the guards approached them, telling them to put down their weapons."O-Oh.. okay, okay. We're not pirates or anything.. so.."

”Just my luck..” Percy would say before sheathing his sword. He’d put the sheathe back on his belt, eyeing the guards as he did so. He’d follow them towards the hall, walking close with the troupe. Percy would look amongst the injured that were caught in the crossfire, shaking his head. Percy frowns, thinking to himself;"All these people.. for what reason did they have to get caught between the crossfire? That's not fair at all."He looks back to the troupe, specifically Davor himself. “Looks like our business was cut short by these pirates. What's your name?” Percy asks.
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Percy looks over at the elder in his arms before looking around after hearing the cry for help. ".. Come on." Percy says, taking the elderly woman and walking slightly faster. He would look around, finding a group of citizens running in the same direction he was. "Hey!" He called out. He would gain the attention of a few citizens, where a couple would come and take the elderly woman from him. As she is taken away, Percy would stretch the arm he was using to support her. "I'm going to go check out what that noise was..." Percy says, looking up at the other citizens. "Take care of her." He says, turning and heading towards the source of the cry for help.

Those pirates have probably made it on shore already.. Percy thinks to himself. He would stop, seeing Pirates rush past him through an alleyway. Percy would hide from them and give them a moment to pass before continuing on. As he rushed back to where he was before, he could hear the sound of someone running to him amid the sound of cannon fire. Percy would skid to a stop once seeing Pyce running towards him. He would frown, holding his hands up in order to stop Pyce.
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Percy's eyes darted back and forth- left and right as panic began to brew in the Port around him. He covered his ears as a cannonball flew and shredded one of the stalls next to him, making him roll to the ground. "If the pirates do get here, how many can I take on..?" Percy starts to count his fingers before another cannon hits the area by him, making him get a realization of the situation which makes him get up and start to run in the opposite direction of the pirates.

Percy would skid to a stop when he heard a small noise coming from a broken house. He looked over at it, approaching the house and walking through the broken door. He would've seen an elderly woman collapsed under the broken material of her house. Percy quickly came to her rescue as he lifted up the wooden beam over her and pushed it aside, reaching his arm over her and slowly lifting her up. "...." Without a word, Percy would slowly take the woman towards the center of the Port.
@yooho

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The coins would jingle into the merchant's hand as the man bought rations from him. He nodded to the merchant and turned to walk off as he bit into it. As the man turns, he swallows and produces a small sigh. "Percy, you'll have to make this one last for the day.." As Percy talks to himself, he puts the ration away. "Port Sesta, why do I get such an odd feeling from this place? Percy says to himself, shrugging it off. He continued to walk through Port Sesta, arriving at a long dock. Percy didn't like how the old wooden planks creaked loudly, most likely from how old the docks were. It did feel a bit homely to him, though.

Percy would walk through Port Sesta, taking in his surroundings while resisting the urge to take another bite of his 'meal'. He wanders about the market district of the Port, making his way through people in order to get wherever he was going. When he thought about it, he wasn't sure himself. Though the smell of salt water and the sound of the sea calmed him quite a bit, he couldn't shake off a bad feeling with all these rumors of pirates. Of course, it would make the average man uneasy, but Percy thought to himself that it wasn't that big of a deal to him. Perhaps he was being over-confident.
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